Rebirth: I Am Not the Movie Queen This Time-Chapter 62 Wanzhou Trip 2

The owner of the pickled vegetable shop quickly noticed Wan Chu’er’s unusualness and asked with a smile, "What is the young lady thinking about?"

Wan Chu’er honestly replied, "I think you’re quite impressive. If you were to sell our pickled vegetables to restaurants, the success rate would be at least 70%. I feel that selling pickled vegetables here is a bit of a waste of your talent."

"Oh?" The man became interested and smiled, "Then what do you think I should do?"

Wan Chu’er thought for a moment and said, "Sell more expensive items. Generally, the more expensive the item, the higher the sales profit. For instance, a pound of these pickled vegetables only makes a few cents profit, at most one yuan. For example, if you sold an air conditioner, the profit would probably be in the thousands."

She didn’t quite remember how much air conditioners cost now, only remembering that the profits for air conditioners in the early 1990s were particularly high, so she conservatively said a number.

Hearing Wan Chu’er’s words, the man laughed heartily and said,

"You’re both right and wrong. Selling an air conditioner indeed makes more money than selling a pound of pickled vegetables, but pickled vegetables can be bought by every household, everyone can afford them, whereas not every household can afford an air conditioner. Many families, once they buy one, won’t buy another for several years, but pickled vegetables are different; buy today, and they will come back to buy again tomorrow. So, selling air conditioners is not necessarily more profitable than selling pickled vegetables."

Indeed eloquent, Wan Chu’er mentally gave this man a thumbs up, then asked, "So where was I right?"

"I am very impressive, hahaha."

Wan Chu’er: "..."

She lowered her head to check her watch again and said, "It was very pleasant talking to you today. Although we didn’t reach a cooperation, I still learned a lot. It’s getting late, we need to catch the car back to Wutong County, I hope we have the chance to chat again in the future."

"Oh? Are you going back to Wutong today?" The owner was quite surprised.

Bai Zhixi nodded and smiled, "Yes, it’s just a three-hour drive."

Wan Chu’er had already turned to pack up the opened bags of pickled vegetables, preparing to go to the place where they parted with Xiao Sun in the morning.

The owner shook his head, admiring the mother and daughter’s attitude, and said with a smile,

"How do you know I’m not interested in your pickled vegetables? If I really weren’t interested, I wouldn’t have talked with you for so long. How much do you have of these pickled vegetables? Leave them all to me."

Ah???

Bai Zhixi and Wan Chu’er didn’t react for a moment, staring at each other with wide eyes, then both looked together at the pickled vegetable owner.

The pickled vegetable owner chuckled, "I’m not joking. Your pickles indeed taste good, and the packaging also looks fresh. It doesn’t matter where I get my goods from, trying yours is no big deal. If they really sell well, we could cooperate long-term in the future."

Wan Chu’er was the first to catch on to what the pickled vegetable owner meant, and quickly smiled, "Okay, then let’s cooperate once as a trial."

Thus, all the pickled vegetables on the tricycle, both loose and bottled, were entirely unloaded.

Upon reflection, with about ten pounds of pine nuts left, Bai Zhixi also gave them to the pickled vegetable owner for free.

After calculating the money, Wan Chu’er and Bai Zhixi smiled and bid farewell to the pickled vegetable owner, then hurried to the place they had parted from in the morning.

Upon arriving there, they just saw Xiao Sun’s truck coming from afar.

"That was close, almost too late to catch it." Bai Zhixi wiped sweat from her brow and said.

As the truck came to a stop, Xiao Sun got down and looked at their tricycle, surprisingly asking, "You sold all of your goods?"

Wan Chu’er spoke before Bai Zhixi, saying, "We met two kind-hearted people who saw the hardship of us mother and daughter and bought everything."

On reflecting, Xiao Sun indeed felt it was hard, so he gave a thumbs up, then turned to call out to the people on the truck, "Brother Liu, hurry up and come down to help."

Wan Chu’er was startled, only to see another burly man getting out of the driver’s cabin, who said in a gruff voice, "Is this the person you were talking about?"

"Don’t waste time, come help lift the tricycle up," Xiao Sun shouted.

Bai Zhixi smiled and nodded at the man, saying, "Thank you for the trouble."

Seeing Bai Zhixi being polite, the man quickly restrained the impatience on his face and said, "No problem at all."

Together, the four of them lifted the tricycle onto the truck bed. Bai Zhixi amiably said, "Xiao Sun, Chuchu and I can sit in the back."

There was room for only two in the driver’s cabin. In the morning, Bai Zhixi and Wan Chu’er had squeezed together, but now with one more person, the mother and daughter couldn’t squeeze in any longer.

Bai Zhixi always disliked bothering others and proactively offered the solution before Xiao Sun could speak.

Xiao Sun rubbed his hands together and said, "That wouldn’t be good, it gets pretty cold at night..."

"It’s okay, we are dressed warmly, and we have a large army coat. We’ll manage."

Eventually, mother and daughter climbed onto the back of the truck, and it started moving wobblingly.

Wan Chu’er felt a little heartache. If it was just her enduring the cold, that would be fine, but now Bai Zhixi had to suffer with her, which made her feel upset. She wished she had insisted on taking the passenger bus with Bai Zhixi instead.

Unfortunately, at this hour, there were no more buses available. She was not blaming others but was upset at her own helplessness.

A surge of bitterness overwhelmed her, making her feel weak for the first time, unable to protect Bai Zhixi or provide her with a comfortable life.

"Chuchu, come, sit here."

Bai Zhixi folded a cardboard box that held pickled vegetables and placed it near the driver’s cabin for her daughter to sit closer and lean on.

Wan Chu’er silently crawled over, unfolded the cardboard box, refolded it to fit two people, placed it down, and helped Bai Zhixi sit.

"Mom, let’s sit together; being close will keep us warmer."

Seeing her daughter’s determined expression, Bai Zhixi smiled and moved over. After they settled down, Wan Chu’er draped the large army coat over them and tightly hugged Bai Zhixi’s arm.

Feeling the wind whistling beside them and the temperature dropping, Wan Chu’er eventually said, "Mom, I’m sorry for making you suffer."

Bai Zhixi was startled and then laughed, "Silly girl, it’s me making you suffer."

"And this isn’t really suffering; it’s just a bit cold. When we’re together, mom doesn’t feel cold. We made quite a bit today, at least five hundred yuan. And with a few days left before the New Year, let’s try making a couple more trips; we could earn one to two thousand.

During the New Year, I’ll buy you a beautiful new dress. Let’s buy it in the provincial city; I’ve seen the girls there, and they dress more fashionably than in Wutong.

If we can continue working with that pickled vegetable trader from the provincial city, our family’s life will get better and better. By the time you get into college, I’ll buy you some nice dresses, so you can go to college feeling chic."

In the midst of her rambling, there was hope for a better future, and Wan Chu’er felt her heart warming up; she hugged Bai Zhixi even tighter.

"Mom, don’t worry, I’ll definitely get into a good university. After I graduate, I’ll find a good job, and then you won’t have to work so hard anymore. You just enjoy life."

"Ah, alright, mom waits for that day to enjoy your success."

"Mm!"

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